The green of grass and purple hills Vaulted by unblemished blue; The struggle of a seed to sun; Kittens of a cat at nurse; An infant's hand in mother's locked; The cow herd on the flat Tended by a boy and girl -- Comely lass and alert boy Against the colored symphony Of movement that is life; These, and the sparkling white Of plastered homes, Roofed with tiles of rusty red -- Are simple things in lives of men. Yet, simple though these be, these things -- They stir me to the root with pain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN MOTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON ON HUNTINGDON'S 'MIRANDA' by SIDNEY LANIER AT THE ZOO IN SPAIN by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: LILLI ALM by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |